Grey

 

 

Here lies,

a life time,

an age withered,

in wait, in longing

 

Beneath the cracks and wilting hues,

emerges again a bygone bloom,

 

Echoes run amock,

of words that chose to linger on

The corridors with memories embedded,

line up in reluctant ovation

 

A window pane,

hazy and corroded

Stands out from grim and gloom

An image plays, in a random loop

A reminder perhaps of familiar pain

 

Here lie my happy days,

Here dwells,my darling, you...





Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2015-03-12 at 21:39

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
... sigh ... what a romantic wirte! You leave the reader breathless. Beautiful and very passionate.
~Ashe
2015-03-12